If the Red Shirts had made their way to the Record office that afternoon, they would not have found Alex Manly. He had disappeared. His mother and other family members, alarmed by death threats against Manly, begged him to flee the city. Earlier that week, a white friend had warned Manly that he was about to be lynched. The friend gave Manly $25 in gold coins and the password needed to cross checkpoints set up by Vigilance Committee sentinels. “May God be with you, my boy. You are too fine to be swung up a tree,” the man said.